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LIRIK LAGU Kuta Rock City
Superman Is Dead
Getting' dressed and getting' drunk, make some noise don't left behind
And the scars around your back
Never sleep and never fall, we are young and we are free
So we sing it loud and clear
Like a rocket like a bomb, do we have to take it slow
And then here we are again
Tequila blast and Cadillac girls
With the music swingin' (really0 hard
In Kuta Rock City, where the evil dance
Kuta Rock City, where the hero dies
Kuta Rock City, where's all my cash?
Kuta Rock City, please don't break my heart again!
It is late and getting' hot, with the engine runnin' fast
Story of suburban trash
Against everything you know, like a rebel with a gun
No time for society
Recognize and realize, move bit just a little fast
And then here we are again...
LIRIK LAGU Kuta Rock City
Superman Is Dead
Getting' dressed and getting' drunk, make some noise don't left behind
And the scars around your back
Never sleep and never fall, we are young and we are free
So we sing it loud and clear
Like a rocket like a bomb, do we have to take it slow
And then here we are again
Tequila blast and Cadillac girls
With the music swingin' (really0 hard
In Kuta Rock City, where the evil dance
Kuta Rock City, where the hero dies
Kuta Rock City, where's all my cash?
Kuta Rock City, please don't break my heart again!
It is late and getting' hot, with the engine runnin' fast
Story of suburban trash
Against everything you know, like a rebel with a gun
No time for society
Recognize and realize, move bit just a little fast
And then here we are again...
And the scars around your back
Never sleep and never fall, we are young and we are free
So we sing it loud and clear
Like a rocket like a bomb, do we have to take it slow
And then here we are again
Tequila blast and Cadillac girls
With the music swingin' (really0 hard
In Kuta Rock City, where the evil dance
Kuta Rock City, where the hero dies
Kuta Rock City, where's all my cash?
Kuta Rock City, please don't break my heart again!
It is late and getting' hot, with the engine runnin' fast
Story of suburban trash
Against everything you know, like a rebel with a gun
No time for society
Recognize and realize, move bit just a little fast
And then here we are again...